The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

Minglang had been in the camp outside Beijing for five days. When he learned that Han Qi had led the army ahead, he was only surprised for a moment before he reacted.

Most of the people he was familiar with had left. Minglang walked to the familiar martial arts training ground. Unexpectedly, the training ground that was soaked in blood in those days was covered with fallen leaves, which showed that no one had cleaned it for several days.

"Your Highness, Duke Dingguo invites you to discuss important military matters."

Minglang stood in the stands. The wound on his arm had almost healed. He thought it would be fully healed before the expedition.

"Okay, I'll be there right away."

The main tent of the camp outside the capital was filled with generals of various positions. When dawn arrived, everyone was already discussing the best troops to use when marching westward.

"I'm late."

Minglang spoke, and the tent fell silent for a moment. Everyone turned around and said, "Greetings to Her Royal Highness, the Princess. May Your Highness live a thousand years, a thousand thousand years."

"No need to be so polite. You are all the best generals of our Great Xia. I am a rookie and I still need to learn a lot from you."

When everyone heard this, the generals who had the honor of participating in His Majesty's attacks on the border and the northern border hurriedly waved their hands. His Majesty also said the same thing when he was a rookie, but in fact, when he arrived on the battlefield, he didn't need these old guys to teach him anything.

He was a natural born military strategist who was adept at using military tactics, and was one of the top three emperors in the history of Daxia.

Although the children taught by the military strategist himself have no practical experience, they are not necessarily worse than the old people in the use of tactics.

"Your Highness is too modest. Please take a seat."

There are also many young generals in the camp outside the capital. Although they have not witnessed the power of Your Majesty in the past, they grew up listening to the rumors of Your Majesty's bravery and fearlessness.

Minglang sat next to the old Duke. Today the old Duke came in person. Minglang recalled the tactics they had discussed for a long time that day and the military book that the old Duke stuffed into her hands at the end.

"How is the old Duke doing recently?"

Minglang offered his condolences.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Highness. Everything is fine."

After Minglang sat down, he looked at the small movable sand table in the middle of the table, which was exactly where Daxia and the Western Regions met.

"Your Highness, we have just discussed that the Jingjiao Camp is stationed here mainly to protect Your Majesty's safety. The world is peaceful now, but the Jingjiao Camp can only dispatch a maximum of 10,000 soldiers. General Han has already taken away nearly 3,000 men."

There were no more than 30,000 soldiers stationed in the camp outside the capital, and this was all for the safety of the empress dowager, and Minglang himself understood this.

"What does the old Duke think?"

The capital city is far away from the Western Regions, and the soldiers in the camp outside the capital may not be able to adapt to the climate and environment of the Western Regions.

"There are 100,000 troops stationed at the border between Daxia and the Western Regions. If Your Highness were to go, all of them could be deployed. In Rongjiang, Ganyu, and other places, a total of 70,000 troops could be mobilized. We believe that with Your Highness's ability, these 170,000 troops are more than enough to attack the two small countries."

The old Duke spoke very directly, and it seemed clear that he had already planned how to mobilize the 170,000 troops.

"Old Duke, what you said makes sense. I only want to take 5,000 troops from the camp outside the capital and march westward."

What Minglang wanted were the elite troops in the camp outside the capital. She had already discussed this matter with her mother, after all, it was her first time to go to the battlefield.

Many things learned from books are always superficial. In the end, you still need to follow experienced people and learn more to understand the real things.

As for the safety of the Queen Mother, she has been in charge of Da Xia for so many years and has escaped death many times in the past. How could she really rely on the soldiers and horses raised in the camp outside the capital?

Although the Beijing Suburban Camp was built in the suburbs of Beijing, it was still some distance away from the imperial city, and it would take half an hour to get there by riding a horse at full speed.

If anyone really dared to disrespect the Queen Mother, Minglang felt that the Queen Mother would have strangled these people in the cradle without waiting for them to plan everything.

The imperial city is filled with secret guards from the Qingyu Pavilion and the Queen Mother's private soldiers. In other words, the Queen Mother has never entrusted her own safety to the soldiers in the camp outside the capital.

The Queen Mother only believes in herself.

The old Duke's expression remained unchanged upon hearing this. He thought for a moment and nodded.

Minglang seemed to have anticipated her thoughts and was waiting for her to speak.

"If Your Highness can trust me with the selection of these five thousand soldiers, I will do my best."

Minglang was not familiar with the soldiers in the camp outside Beijing, but she had already chosen several generals to lead.

Nowadays, the world is peaceful and there is no war. It is difficult for soldiers to be promoted. Many people want to go west to fight for their children.

"It would be best if the old Duke is willing."

Someone will take care of this matter, and Minglang just needs to wait. After the old Duke left, he took several generals with him. Minglang paid more attention to them, and found that half of them were the candidates she had originally discussed with the Queen Mother.

"Your Highness, although the Western Regions are not as powerful as Great Xia, their terrain is completely different from Great Xia. Your Highness must be careful in this battle."

Minglang, Duke Dingguo, and Second Uncle were discussing tactics in the tent, while all the other generals had withdrawn.

After the old Duke had selected the people and everything was ready, Minglang walked out of the tent and looked at the 5,000 soldiers gathered outside the tent. There was no fear of war on their faces, only the desire to defend their country and be promoted to a general.

"Your Highness, these soldiers are among the best troops in the camp outside the capital. They are the best of the troops. Please review them, Your Highness."

Minglang's trust in the old Duke comes from the Empress Dowager and the Queen Mother. Since she was a child, she has known that the Xiang family is someone she can trust.

Even so, Minglang still carefully observed these soldiers, and every time he approached a person, he would hear about his life story.

It is indeed as the old Duke said, they are considered the best in the camp outside the capital.

"I have a few more candidates here. Please advise me, old Duke."

Xiang Jinsong took the folded note from His Highness. It had His Majesty's handwriting on it, and it seemed to be His Majesty's intention.

After reading the name on the note, Xiang Jinsong nodded silently to His Highness.

He had selected half of these people for His Highness, and the remaining half was reserved for His Majesty's protection.

Since His Majesty has made it clear, he will do as he is told.

"They are all capable generals from the camp outside the capital. Your Highness, please take a moment to rest. I will go and gather them for you."

Minglang stood outside the tent, looking at the soldiers standing opposite her. They were all in high spirits, with determined eyes. This aura alone was enough to inspire the troops.

After summoning all the generals on the note, Xiang Jinsong also adjusted the soldiers in the army that would accompany His Highness to the expedition.

After all, an excellent general always has soldiers who are used to his work under his command.

When Xiang Jinsong saw the contents of the note, he knew that His Majesty was fully aware of the situation in the camp outside the capital.